About me

God help me, I work in retail! I spend my days scratching my head over The Boss Erratic, The Daily Chinwaggers, The MAMAAs (Middle Aged Men Always around) and all manner of weird and wonderful customers in a tiny box of a clothes shop.

Long ago in a different life. I had a career (sort
of) and a decent income. But my brain was slowly turning to mush, so I gave it
all up for the honourable pursuit of knowledge; I went back to University.

Unfortunately the Joy of Learning gradually
progressed into a high pressure striving for academic greatness, and I spent the whole time terrified
that I was under-performing. So I walked away (after I’d got my qualification,
obviously).

Now I ‘live to work’ not ‘work to live’. Granted, my boss might be nuts and my customers might appear to live in an alternate universe; - and I may be the most highly qualified retail
assistant in town, but I’m happy with my life now, and I am aware of how lucky I
am to be able to say that.

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About the shop

Acerbic? Me? Well, maybe. Let me explain: My boss (aka The Boss Erratic) owns two shops: the Out of Favour Shop and the New Favourite Shop (yes, OK, these are my names for them). Naturally, I work in the Out of Favour shop….
Many of my customers are regulars, and come for a gossip, a moan or free therapy as often as they come to buy.
My job is partly marvellous (low stress, a largely absent boss, friendly shoppers), and partly Twilight Zone (strange customers, inexplicable decision making by The Boss Erratic and just random, nonsensical weirdness). These posts are my musings and observations. Enjoy.
Note: Names have been changed to protect the innocent (and me).